Palas Kumar Ray

Rookie - 326 Points (20-05-1963 / India)

A Birthday Poem - Poem by Palas Kumar Ray

I had no idea about too many things
But I thought I knew them so well!

I never knew when I became a stranger
to too many persons forever, but Alas!

I had really no idea about that.
If this is not a death I wonder what is death?

I am trying to convince myself again.
Again and again I am trying to convince myself I am dead.

Yet, I am convinced I am living and I have got to live.
I have got to live to witness more death.

I have got to die again and again.
I have got to live dying.I have got to die living.

Every time when you will forget me I will die.
Every time I will come alive when you will remember me.

This is a blessing and this is a curse.
You too have no idea about too many things.
But you thought you knew them so well!

© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved. 

Topic(s) of this poem: birth

Comments about A Birthday Poem by Palas Kumar Ray

  • Captain Herbert Poetry (4/25/2014 6:44:00 AM)

    very meaningful and a treasure kind of poem. Thumbs up (Report) Reply

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  • (4/22/2014 4:00:00 AM)

    A good poem and the meaning is hidden where the poet likes to be remembered his existence by others at least and unless he feels he died which is a tricky issue. Nice. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 22, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 5, 2014

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